[b]Enned System[/b]
The head of the 7th Division stared at the holo-screen, reading through the agreement that was sent out by Straylight. However, what worried the admiral, was the other two groups that the Institute had hired along with the Seventh. "It's like we were hired to keep an eye out on the others..."

Complaining to herself, she glanced back at the agreement, before checking through the inventory of equipment and vehicles currently available. Which is to say, made up of fighters. There were a few specially designed fighters capable of transformation into a hovering tank of the sorts, but that was the closest 'land' vehicle they had at the moment.

"We certainly need to remedy that as some point." Muttering once again, Mayumi opened a channel to the Lenota's Gaze. "The Seventh Division acknowledges and accepts all terms of the agreement." Closing the channel with the other ship, she opened the line to a ship-wide broadcast. "This is the Admiral. We will be deploying units planetside. Please ready up. Also, whatever you do, do not touch nor steal anything!" Despite her position, she swore she could hear the collective cheer with a few words of 'Chibi has spoken!' from the intercom.

The moment she closed the channel with a depressing sigh, the second in command commented with a teasing smile. "I still see you are as popular as ever." Without even turning to look at the speaker, Mayumi sighed again, before burying her face in her arms. "It's not my fault I'm shorter than average..."

Within the hangar, the members of the Seventh were hurrying, preparing for landfall. The moment everyone involved was ready, the siren's sounded, warning the rest of the personnel to retreat from the hangar. The large bay doors slid open, with numerous strikecraft flying out. From the distance, it would seem almost comical, akin to a swarm of bees leaving the hive, and heading in a cloud towards the planet. At least, it would seem funny if not for the fact that every ship was heavily modified, and capable of holding it's own even with outnumbered.

Flying in formation, the strikecraft entered the planet's gravity well. Here, the 'cloud' had split off into multiple groups. Several off the group continued their way to the ground, while others stayed in motion parallel to the ground. Those that had reached the ground, switched propulsion, into those akin to hoverpads. Many of them opened, with infantry took the five feet drop before their boots contacted the ground.